Chapter 8: I can't play with him
His voice was low, seductive.
And he got too close, and the tie swayed across Wen Cun's chest.
It's itchy.
There was a moment of confusion in the warmth.
It seems that if nothing happens next, I'm sorry for the atmosphere.
But in a blink of an eye, she reached out and grabbed Xiao Rongzheng's tie and decided to turn against the customer.
Xiao Rongzheng was quite surprised, and raised his eyebrows to look at her.
Wen Cun knew that he had misunderstood, and wanted to laugh a little: "The after-sales service you mentioned seems to only exist in the kind of enterprises that want to operate for a long time and protect their reputation." Isn't it common sense that you go out to eat a hot pot and slap your ass and leave after eating? Do you still expect someone to keep that pot for you to use forever? ”
Full of crooked reasoning.
Xiao Rongzheng watched her suddenly become arrogant, and vaguely guessed, and sure enough, there was a knock on the door.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Cun's mobile phone also vibrate.
Wen Cun pretended to be sorry: "My friend heard that I came on a business trip and asked me to do so, so it's probably time to arrive." ”
"That's a coincidence." Xiao Rongzheng didn't mean to let go of her, "But did your friend find the wrong room?" ”
Wen Cun glanced at his arm that was still supported by his side, the green tendons were knotted, and the muscle lines were sharp and tight, so he changed to a negotiating tone: "Huh? Then I'll go out and tell her, lest she keep knocking on your door. ”
Seeing Wen Cun pretending to be stupid, Xiao Rongzheng pulled his lips, not feeling defeated, but rolling his Adam's apple.
But he didn't want to be strong, so he chose to set her free for the time being.
But when he got up and retreated, he asked Wen Cun to take out his phone: "You're not going to write a speech for me?" Add me to WeChat, and I'll send you information. ”
"......" He was under the banner of work, and Wen Cun could only obediently do it.
After adding WeChat, she felt that Xiao Rongzheng's avatar was a little familiar, but this feeling quickly dissipated in her anxious to escape.
Out of his room, Wen Cun grabbed his friend's hand and took it to his room.
Nie Shuxue had just rushed over from the company, and she was still wearing stiletto heels on her feet: "Where are you going?" 100,000 people asked me to come in a hurry, and now they look like they are being chased by ghosts! Oops, I'm going to fall! ”
Wen Cun opened the door with a card with an expressionless face: "Aren't you being chased by a ghost?" ”
Lust, ghosts.
Nie Shuxue didn't know why, but was pressed by Wen Cun and slept in the hotel for one night.
The next morning, I had to wear warm clothes to go to work.
Wen Cun grabbed her: "I'm afraid to stay in a hotel alone, so I'll come directly after work, I'll wait for you to eat." ”
Nie Shuxue hesitated, and sighed softly: "Okay, for the sake of us who haven't seen each other for a long time." ”
Wen Cun smiled and waved at her.
When he turned his head, he saw Xiao Rongzheng standing at the door.
He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his handsome eyebrows were even more domineering, obviously ready to go out.
Wen Cun respectfully shouted: "Mr. Xiao." ”
Chengsheng Technology is the Xiao family's business, and Xiao Rongzheng is an engineer and a controlling person, so people who know the inside story are used to calling him Mr. Xiao.
Xiao Rongzheng glanced at Nie Shuxue's back, and then looked back at Wen Cun, his eyes were slow, and he had clearly seen through everything, but he didn't seem to care at all.
Wen Cun's flustered feeling came again.
She knew she couldn't play with him, so she just wanted to delay the dangerous period of the business trip.
Xiao Rongzheng motioned for her to go: "The car has arrived at the door, hurry up." ”
He strode with long legs, and Wen Cun trotted to follow.
The staff of the event organizer brought Xiao Rongzheng to the middle of the first row, and Wen Cun wanted to sit behind him, which could not only keep his distance but also facilitate communication at work.
Xiao Rongzheng grabbed her wrist and motioned for her to sit down next to him.
Wen Cun was unwilling, and when he was at a stalemate, Xiao Rongzheng leaned into her ear: "If I really want you, you should be the one who got drunk last night." There's dinner tonight, if you're disobedient, why don't you try it? ”